Operation: Apalachin - Log 4
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xp_logsNat and Jubilee hit the Karnelli stronghold.
The Karnelli's were angry. Obviously, something had gone wrong, as the underboss roamed the compound just inside the gates, screaming into his phone. Fortunately, due to their earlier incursion, they had a complete layout of the garage that housed their primary operations. It had been clear - the only way to shut down the war was to take the main aggressors out of the operational picture. Kevin had been clear. Hit them hard and fast, give Sarah the window to destabilize them, and then get the hell out.
Natasha figured Jubilee had the go big and go home part of the exercise handled. That just left figuring out what was necessary on her end. Probably some smoke bombs for distraction, maybe some sedative gizmos, and some Widow's Bites to get them really disoriented and falling over each other in heaps. There wasn't the intention to lay out anyone for a prolonged period of time so using anything more heavy-handed like her poison daggers wasn't really in the picture.
Jubilee had spent much of the last day figuring out exactly what she needed to do to best ‘fuck shit up’ as the saying went. She really hadn’t been able to go far past the classics, and considering explosives were quite literally in her blood, there hadn’t been a lot of conversation beyond ‘get in, blow shit up, draw fire and idiots, get out’
“Four!” She yelled for Natasha’s benefit as she slipped in through a side window and launched a ball of doctored C4 at one of those important-looking pieces of machinery that people just seemed to leave lying about.
It made a lovely booming sound as she ducked behind a stack of boxes and set off the small amount of her power she’d had hidden within the C4.
Now she just had to deal with the goon show, which hopefully included enough of them to give Sarah a clear way in.
Natasha took a more direct route while the attention was directed in Jubilee's direction. She kicked open a side door, surprised at the lack of reinforcement, but unsurprised at the arrogance of thinking they were untouchable in their domain. The heat vision radar had given Natasha the exact locations of where she needed to throw her smoke bombs and her Widow's Bites. Smoke covered two different clusters of people immediately before the sizzle of the electricity arcing from the Widow's Bites moved through the air. There were immediate groans and writhing as they hit the floor.
Jubilee grinned as she rolled from behind her hiding place and launched streams of plasma from her body, arcing them around obstacles to hit attackers from every angle, pushing them this way and that in an effort to avoid the painful bursts.
She was going for disorientation and frustration, cackling gleefully as she heard the shouts as she zipped between important-looking equipment only to lay down charges that would go off the minute she was across the room and out of harm's way.
Really, if she’d had music, she could have choreographed the entire thing to Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture.
Normally, Natasha would go for disabling the power grid to give them some time to escape under the cover of darkness but the chaos being strewn around them via Jubilee's blasts was doing more than enough. She kept tossing smoke bombs and Widow's Bites in any direction where people were starting to cluster. It wasn't hard with Jubilee roping people together. Natasha pulled a few of the more potent smoke bombs and combo explosives out of her back and rolled them into corners that they wouldn't think were important. It was to up the disorientation factor. Attacks from all sides and not just the important pieces would derail any concentrated counterattacks.
It took them a while, various explosives and moments of ultra-violence but eventually they'd narrowed down the opposition and cleared enough space for Sarah to be able to reach her Aunt in the compound, which meant their job was done and now they could make themselves scarce, forthwith. Jubilee took a moment as she retreated to pull a candy bar out of one of the many pockets in her jacket and chowed down as she faded back into the shadows.
The Karnelli's were angry. Obviously, something had gone wrong, as the underboss roamed the compound just inside the gates, screaming into his phone. Fortunately, due to their earlier incursion, they had a complete layout of the garage that housed their primary operations. It had been clear - the only way to shut down the war was to take the main aggressors out of the operational picture. Kevin had been clear. Hit them hard and fast, give Sarah the window to destabilize them, and then get the hell out.
Natasha figured Jubilee had the go big and go home part of the exercise handled. That just left figuring out what was necessary on her end. Probably some smoke bombs for distraction, maybe some sedative gizmos, and some Widow's Bites to get them really disoriented and falling over each other in heaps. There wasn't the intention to lay out anyone for a prolonged period of time so using anything more heavy-handed like her poison daggers wasn't really in the picture.
Jubilee had spent much of the last day figuring out exactly what she needed to do to best ‘fuck shit up’ as the saying went. She really hadn’t been able to go far past the classics, and considering explosives were quite literally in her blood, there hadn’t been a lot of conversation beyond ‘get in, blow shit up, draw fire and idiots, get out’
“Four!” She yelled for Natasha’s benefit as she slipped in through a side window and launched a ball of doctored C4 at one of those important-looking pieces of machinery that people just seemed to leave lying about.
It made a lovely booming sound as she ducked behind a stack of boxes and set off the small amount of her power she’d had hidden within the C4.
Now she just had to deal with the goon show, which hopefully included enough of them to give Sarah a clear way in.
Natasha took a more direct route while the attention was directed in Jubilee's direction. She kicked open a side door, surprised at the lack of reinforcement, but unsurprised at the arrogance of thinking they were untouchable in their domain. The heat vision radar had given Natasha the exact locations of where she needed to throw her smoke bombs and her Widow's Bites. Smoke covered two different clusters of people immediately before the sizzle of the electricity arcing from the Widow's Bites moved through the air. There were immediate groans and writhing as they hit the floor.
Jubilee grinned as she rolled from behind her hiding place and launched streams of plasma from her body, arcing them around obstacles to hit attackers from every angle, pushing them this way and that in an effort to avoid the painful bursts.
She was going for disorientation and frustration, cackling gleefully as she heard the shouts as she zipped between important-looking equipment only to lay down charges that would go off the minute she was across the room and out of harm's way.
Really, if she’d had music, she could have choreographed the entire thing to Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture.
Normally, Natasha would go for disabling the power grid to give them some time to escape under the cover of darkness but the chaos being strewn around them via Jubilee's blasts was doing more than enough. She kept tossing smoke bombs and Widow's Bites in any direction where people were starting to cluster. It wasn't hard with Jubilee roping people together. Natasha pulled a few of the more potent smoke bombs and combo explosives out of her back and rolled them into corners that they wouldn't think were important. It was to up the disorientation factor. Attacks from all sides and not just the important pieces would derail any concentrated counterattacks.
It took them a while, various explosives and moments of ultra-violence but eventually they'd narrowed down the opposition and cleared enough space for Sarah to be able to reach her Aunt in the compound, which meant their job was done and now they could make themselves scarce, forthwith. Jubilee took a moment as she retreated to pull a candy bar out of one of the many pockets in her jacket and chowed down as she faded back into the shadows.
